"Ahem...... cough ......" Jodah coughed and slowly got up from the ground as the smoke and dust rolled. Debris was still falling overhead, and the building that had just stood tall was now only half cut at the bottom. Luckily, he survived because of the collapsed beams and foundations that formed a small shelter.

"Is anyone still alive?" he shouted with difficulty, but the dust soon blocked his mouth.

Obviously, it is unlikely that his teammates will hear him.

Jodah had to crawl through the gap between the beams and the stones, towards the top of the light.

With the help of the ghostly light, he could see several broken pieces of wood stuck in his arms and thighs, and the blood that had soaked red stained his uniform. Retardants undoubtedly played a key role again, and he didn't know how long it would have taken him to recover from the fall if he hadn't blocked the pain.

Finally getting out of the ruins, Jodah suddenly found that several demons were less than ten meters away from him - the other party was clearly the same force that was heading straight for the bell tower, if the spider demon's attack came later, it would only be a matter of time before they were all destroyed, but now the situation has been reversed.

The purpose of the enemy's encirclement is self-evident, that is, to eliminate the living ones who may escape this fate.

Jodah didn't hesitate much.

He knew that his chances of getting out of here alive were slim to none, and that his bolt-action rifle could only shoot one bullet at a time, and with the skill of a madman, it was enough to tear him to shreds in the time he pulled the bolt.

Even so, he resolutely raised his musket.

For the sandmen, death is not terrible, what is terrible is that there is no hope.

His death can be exchanged for the continuation of the clan, so that his wife and children can be fed, and this is enough.

The moment the shot was fired, Jodah couldn't help but think of the moment when he resolutely surrendered to the Great Chief under the heavy pressure of the Great Clan of Iron Sand City—that night, he also charged against the Angry Waves and the Bone Slicing Clan with the determination to die.

One madman crashed to the ground with the sound of the gunshot, while the other three lunged at him.

At this distance, claws are more effective than spear throwing.

In an instant, a big open hand had reached out in front of him - if he grasped it firmly, he was afraid that half of his face would be crushed alive!

At this moment, Jodah suddenly felt that his body was out of his head's control.

He fell backwards, dodging the deadly blow in an uncanny twist, and then, using the hilt as a fulcrum, leaped backwards and took advantage of the fall to complete a beautiful back-roll roll.

And by the time it hit the ground, the second bullet had been pushed into the chamber!

What's going on here?

Jodah was completely stunned!

Could it be a side effect of the retardant? But not only did he not feel the pain of the superposition, but his movements were more agile - except that none of this was of his will.

Even in a daze, his body showed no signs of stopping.

The devil roared and rushed over, but the hands of the sandman holding the gun were raised steadily, and the muzzle of the gun was almost on the opponent's head the moment the gun was fired!

"Bang-"

The enemy's head exploded entirely.

The second mad demon had also been killed, and as if it had learned a lesson, it did not pounce on Jodah immediately, but drew its bone spear and swept over. The only thing the latter could reach was the musket in his hand, and his body did exactly that—the result was that the gun was knocked out of the way and landed in the rubble with a thud due to the huge disparity in power.

Just when Jodah thought it was all about to end, his body made another unexpected move. He stepped forward and slammed straight into the madman's arms, pulling out the bayonet at his waist with his right hand.

The knife stabbed from the bottom up, piercing the enemy's helmet from the jaw.

Red mist erupted!

By the time the enemy held his hands back and wanted to carry him to his death, Jodah was already out of the range of the opponent's grappling like a loach.

The madman took two crooked steps, and finally fell to his knees.

Defeating a demon with a physique far superior to a human in a close-quarters fight was something Jodah had never imagined, but now he had done more than that, and had killed two of them in one go?

The last remaining madman finally raised his bone spear.

However, it was not aimed at Jodah, but at a broken wall in the ruins of the Bell Tower!

The spear pierced through the wooden window of the wall like lightning, and a short figure let out an exclamation and sat down from behind the broken wall.

That's Fala!

Ignoring his shrunken arm, the madman strode toward him, and Jodah involuntarily turned around and charged straight for his enemy. The two rushed to Fala's face almost at the same time, and at the moment when the madman struck, his saber also pierced the other's throat from behind.

Red mist splattered from the wound and sprayed onto Fala's raised arm.

The partner let out a terrible scream, and Jodah was shocked to find that control of his body was back in his hands.

"Are you—

Looking at the other party's rapidly festering arm, he suddenly understood.

"Why...... Will you be here?"

Unlike the former churches in the Northland, the Mojin do not see witches as symbols of evil, but rather as goddesses of extraordinary power. Due to the scarcity of numbers, clans that can have goddesses are generally potential replacements for Iron Sand City.

Jodah had heard rumors that a tribe called the Sandstone Clan, led by its goddess, followed the Queen of Blue Water on an expedition to the far north, and never returned. And that goddess was called Kabala, and her power was to instruct others to serve her.

But they didn't get what they deserved, and the loss of a large number of young men left Sandstone in ruins, and the women and children who remained in the far south were swallowed up by other clans, and the clan name was not retained until the Great Chieftain reformulated the laws and rules of the desert.

Superb combat skills, uncontrolled body, and Mogin's background...... After witnessing this incredible scene, he couldn't find any reasonable explanation other than the sandstone goddess.

But now is clearly not the time to think about it. He pulled out a roll of bandages from his waist bag, tied Fala's arm tightly, then scraped off the festering skin with a knife, and then put the other man on his shoulder, and ran in the direction of the permanent fortifications.

"Don't ...... Tell me about it......" came the soft murmur of a teammate from behind.

"But—"

"Please. The other weakly interrupted.

Jodah hesitated for a while, then nodded slightly, "Okay, I won't say it." ”

The gunfire was still heard all around, but the frequency had slowed down considerably.

He saw that the spider demon that had broken into the city had been blown away by the field artillery, and had been completely paralyzed.

Once in the inner city, people jumped out of their shelters every other way, alternately covering their retreat to safety. When the Sky Knights appeared in the sky, Jodah knew that they had finally blocked another round of attacks from the Devil.

Perhaps the next encounter will be the last of the garrison's defense, but at least so far, the victory is still theirs.

However, to Joda's surprise, half an hour later, all the teams received a new order to abandon Storm Howling Castle and retreat to the west exit of the cage mountain.